sound poemA Poem by Jerry Patrick Ryan
The sound of nothing just pure silence
a lost soul who died from violence walking the after life alone with no guidance not hearing the trumpets or violins just blank darkness nothing ,not even smiling You know you're there but can't see or hear trying to scream but there's nothing to fear can't hear his self puffing for air because he is just gone and not really here. Just something to post here I thought the contest was a cool Idea, I like reading everyone's work, people have fascinating stories and poems wishing the best for all......
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StatsAuthorJerry Patrick RyanMount Pearl, Newfoundland and Labrador, CanadaAboutI've been trying to get up the courage to write my stuff and show it, I think it's time I just want to show some of my stories even if they might not seem great at least I can say I tried, I.. more..Writing
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